Chapter 107 Why such a sacrifice? (3k5)

【Blood Spirit】

An extremely evil foundation-building sorcery.

Legend has it that this technique was created by an evil blood-doctor in ancient times.

This powerful man is cruel by nature. In pursuit of ultimate power, he conducts all kinds of cruel experiments at all costs.

By chance, he discovered that there was some kind of power contained in the blood of his relatives.

After killing all his relatives as experiments, he finally created the evil magic of Blood Spirit.

This technique was secretly circulated among various demonic forces and was mastered by some monks with evil intentions.

In order to gain powerful strength, countless demon cultivators would kill people wantonly, collect their essence and blood, and then sacrifice their loved ones to refine blood spirits.

But the reason why so many cultivators are flocking to it is naturally because the successfully refined Blood Spirit is of great help!
Firstly, the combat power is strong: once it is successfully refined, the combat power is equivalent to that of a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building!
Xue Lingzi’s body is condensed from essence and blood, it is indestructible and can withstand all kinds of powerful attacks.

At the same time, it also possesses powerful blood evil force with enormous destructive power.

Second, telepathy:
There is a special telepathy between the master and the blood spirit.

The master can control the actions of the Blood Spirit at all times through telepathy, allowing it to fight according to his own wishes, as if it were his own arm.

Third, growth potential:
The Blood Spirit will gradually become stronger as its master’s strength increases and it is continuously fed with essence and blood.

It can continuously evolve and become more powerful, with an extremely high level cap!
Of course, the requirements for using this technique are also quite strict.

Only those who are ruthless and will do anything to achieve their goals can practice Blood Spirit.

They must be able to slaughter mortals without hesitation, harvest their essence, and even sacrifice their own loved ones.

At the same time, one needs to have a certain level of cultivation foundation, at least reaching the initial level of foundation building.

Only in this way can one withstand the powerful force impact generated when refining the Blood Spirit, and at the same time be able to better control it.

Finally, refining blood spirits requires some special spiritual materials and objects, which are often very rare and require a lot of time and effort to find.

“buzz”

The magic circle vibrated, emitting a blood-red light, and was engraved with complex lines and patterns.

Hu Xue Leng opened his eyes and looked at the magic circle in front of him, his eyes full of determination.

With a wave of his hand, the containers filled with essence and blood flew up and poured the huge amount of essence and blood into the magic circle.

The essence and blood poured into the magic circle like a tide, instantly dyeing the entire magic circle red.

The blood-red light shot up into the sky, as if it was going to dye the entire sky blood-red!
Hu Xue Leng looked at this scene and his heart trembled slightly.

He knew that this was the awakening of the Blood Evil Power and also a sign that the Blood Spirit had begun to be refined.

“Xia’er, are you ready?” Hu Xue Leng’s voice trembled a little.

Hu Xia nodded, his eyes full of determination.

He walked slowly towards the magic circle, and every step seemed extremely heavy.

When he walked to the center of the magic circle, he stopped and looked at Hu Xue Leng quietly.

Hu Xue Leng gritted his teeth, waved his right hand, and a powerful magical power shot out from his hand and landed on Hu Xia.

Hu Xia’s body trembled slightly, and a powerful force enveloped him.

He felt his body gradually becoming lighter, as if it was about to merge with the bloody evil force around him.

As Hu Xue Leng’s magic power continued to be injected, Hu Xia’s body began to change.

His skin turned red and the blood boiled in his body.

His eyes became empty and confused, as if he had lost his soul!
Hu Xueleng looked at the changes in his son and felt deeply saddened.

But he knew there was no turning back now.

We must continue, otherwise all our efforts will be wasted!
The essence and blood in the magic circle began to rotate around Hu Xia, forming a huge blood ball!
In the blood ball, the power of blood evil continues to surge, nurturing a powerful life.

Hu Xue Leng could feel that the Blood Spirit was gradually taking shape.

During the sacrifice, Hu Xue Leng discovered that the fusion was indeed very harmonious, and Hu Xia did not resist or struggle at all.

My heart suddenly ached even more.

As time passed, the power in the blood cell became stronger and stronger.

Hu Xue Leng’s forehead was covered with sweat. His magic power was consumed greatly, but he did not dare to relax at all.

“Bah!”

Finally, in a burst of strong light, Blood Spirit was born.

The blood cell shattered, and the blood spirit appeared, slowly walking out of the pool of blood.

Hu Xueleng stared at it.

I saw that its body was tall and mighty, at least two meters high, standing there like a small mountain!
The body is made up of thick essence and blood, and appears a deep dark red.

Xue Lingzi’s skin was blood red all over, and the surface was smooth and shiny, like leather that had been repeatedly soaked in blood, emitting a strange bloody glow.

Its head is neither human nor inhuman, and its face is hideous and terrifying.

His eyes were like two burning flames, emitting a blood-red light, and his mouth was wide and twisted, revealing fangs as sharp as knives.

The two ears were sharp and long, and were trembling slightly.

Especially its thick and powerful limbs with bulging muscles, as if containing infinite power.

The arms were like huge pillars of blood, and the fingers were sharp as hooks that could easily penetrate hard rocks and metals.

The legs are like thick tree trunks, standing firmly on the ground, giving people an unshakable feeling.

What makes people despair is that behind Xue Lingzi, there grows a pair of huge blood wings!
The blood wings are made up of countless blood threads, emitting powerful blood evil power, allowing it to fly freely in the air.

There was always a layer of blood mist around.

In the blood mist, one can vaguely see countless wronged souls struggling in pain and screaming miserably.

These wronged souls are the lives sacrificed in the process of refining the Blood Spirit Son. Their resentment and pain have become part of the power of the Blood Spirit Son.

It is a product of bloody sorcery, full of evil and terror, making people feel fear at first sight.

“Xia’er.”

Hu Xue Leng looked at Xue Lingzi, feeling both excited and sad.

This powerful monster was bought at the cost of his son’s life.

Xue Lingzi stood quietly in the center of the magic circle, waiting for his master’s orders.

Hu Xue Leng slowly walked towards Xue Lingzi, his heart filled with complicated emotions. He stretched out his hand, gently stroked Xue Lingzi’s body, and couldn’t help but murmured:

“Xia’er, can you still hear me?”

The Blood Spirit sensed the master’s emotions. It lowered its head slightly, knelt on the ground, and let out a low roar:

“Master, please give me instructions!”

“.”

Hu Xueleng felt as if struck by lightning, and his face suddenly froze.

The key points of refining the Blood Spirit are still vivid in our minds: the more resistance the relatives have in their hearts, the more rebellious the Blood Spirit will be, and it will even actively devour its master when it is born.

The more respectful Xue Lingzi behaves, the more willing his relatives are.

Yes, after the successful refining of the Blood Spirit, the sacrificed relatives had already lost their souls.

The monster that stayed behind was only close to herself because its original bloodline was Xia’er’s.

“Bloodline Marsh, Bloodline Marsh”

Hu Xue Leng murmured and pulled his hand back.

He took a deep breath, turned around and looked into the distance, feeling sad:

“It’s ridiculous. I am where I am today because of the help of my clansmen, but now I have to sacrifice my own son for fighting power!”

He had known about this evil magic for a long time, but had never thought about the day when he would be able to practice it.

The more this Blood Spirit Son refines, the more it proves his incompetence!
But combined with the Blood Spirit and the captured flying zombie, it can be refined into a second-level low-level blood zombie bat.

When they are combined, they become a foundation-building force!
Including myself and Mu Xiu Fu, there are a total of three.

Kill Shang Haoran and Yao Zuyao and unify the Huangyan Mountains without any worries.

Hu Xue Leng raised his head, looked at Xue Lingzi’s hideous and terrifying face, and murmured:

“Xia’er, do you think your father is selfish?”

“You said you were doing it for the family, but in fact, it was more for yourself. You sacrificed your own son, and you were chosen specifically. You just turned sixty-one and failed in building your foundation.”

“But, can we, the Hu family, not do that?”

Hu Xueling stood calmly on the misty mountain top, his gaze distant and deep.

What is the purpose of a person’s life? What is the purpose of a family’s life?
My thoughts involuntarily drifted to the Shang family and the Yao family.

The world of immortal cultivation is vast and boundless, but resources are always scarce for the lower classes, especially the all-important spiritual veins.

The spiritual vein is the foundation of cultivation that cultivators dream of. It contains powerful and pure spiritual energy and is the key to improving cultivation and breaking through the realm.

Nowadays, this era is called the Immortal World, which is like a grand feast for cultivating immortals.

However, the delicacies of this feast – the high-level spirit veins in various regions – have been divided up by numerous forces like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey.

Those spiritual veins hidden in deep valleys of mountains and desolate deserts could not escape the fate of being discovered and were occupied by powerful families or sects.

Even though this is the Western Wilderness on the border of southern Xinjiang, the Huangyan Mountains on the border of the Western Wilderness, a place where no one lives.

There are still merchants and the Yao family competing with me for this territory.

This is a cruel reality for the Hu family.

If the family wants to grow and develop, and wants to stand out in the world of immortal cultivation, it must obtain more resources.

And the spiritual vein is undoubtedly the top priority.

However, the existing spiritual veins all have owners.

It’s like in a dry land, the few water sources are controlled by others.

If you want to get a piece of the pie, you can only snatch it from those forces that have already occupied the spiritual veins.

The Shang family and the Yao family are two powerful rivals.

They have deep roots and have been operating for hundreds of years. Their heads are all cunning and shrewd, like two towering mountains blocking the Hu family’s path forward.

If the family wants to go further on the stage of the immortal cultivation world, it will inevitably come into conflict with them.

This conflict is not a groundless fight, but an inevitable requirement for survival and development.

“Yes, this is impossible. Cultivating immortals is like sailing against the current. If you don’t move forward, you will fall behind. This is true for individuals and families alike.”

Hu Xue Leng had a resolute look on his face and said in a deep voice.

For hundreds of years, the Hu family has been the weakest link among the three families and has been in danger of collapse many times.

And now, I have finally used the blood path to bring my family to its current level. If I don’t seize this opportunity, I will swallow them up in one go.

So in the future, when the Shang and Yao families rise, will they let the Hu family go?

Of course it is impossible.

The world of cultivating immortals is a world where the strong are respected and the weak are preyed upon by the strong.

There are no red tapes in the secular world here, and no so-called gentleness, courtesy, frugality and modesty.

Power is the right to speak, and strength is the rules.

Families and sects often fight to the death for territory, spiritual veins, every bit of resource, and those rare spiritual herbs and medicines.

This was a glorious yet extremely brutal war.

The loser will die, while the winner will step on the corpses of the loser to move forward.

Hu Xueleng closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

His mind kept reappearing his son’s past appearance, that innocent smile, that childish voice calling “Daddy”. Every fragment of the memory was like a sharp knife, cutting his soul fiercely.

The sorrow was like a surging tide, hitting his heart wave after wave.

His hands couldn’t stop shaking, and each finger seemed to be carrying a heavy burden.

His lips trembled slightly, and he felt that he had added a new sin to the mountain of burden he was already carrying.

Hu Xueleng turned around and walked down the mountain.

There was a firmness in his eyes, a kind of determination:
“Xia’er, you are right. Someone has to sacrifice. When the family needs me in the future, I will do the same.”

“Our sacrifice is not in vain.”

“Our Hu family’s goal must be achieved, and it will definitely be achieved!”

(End of this chapter)